The Heavenly Horse Who Hits the Ball - Chapter 143
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The black sword of the Murong soldier missed Murong Cheol’s vital point time and time again.
‘You’re a pretty good fighter, aren’t you? But you have so much combat experience that even I would get tired of it.’
Sssssut.
Mo Yong-byeong aimed for Mo Yong-cheol’s rear.
And the next moment.
puck.
Mo Yong-cheol disappears like smoke.
I felt the air behind me shake and changed my position to Lee Hyeong-hwan.
Mo Yong-cheol’s actions did not stop there.
P-shot-!
Choaak.
‘Damn it!’
The front of the soldier’s clothes was torn by a sword strike from a square angle.
‘It’s a bit disappointing. It’s different from dealing with lower-level servants. Should I unpack this bundle more?’
The recruit hesitated for a moment.
The internal energy he was currently operating was at the level of Samseong (三成) of his own body.
With that internal energy, he was fighting a battle that was on par with Mo Yong-cheol, who was at the peak of his power, and was pushing him forward.
This was a victory created by a sense of realism, the use of internal energy, and improvisation followed by irregularities.
But the conflict was just a conflict.
Mo Yong-byeong decided not to raise his internal energy any further at this level.
If even Mo Yong-cheol couldn’t cook, then he had to give up on the idea of dealing with someone worse than him.
‘By the way, if you’ve done this much, you should have noticed, but you still don’t? You’re so clueless. Are you always that stubborn?’
Thinking so, Mo Yong-byeong adjusted his grip on his sword.
But contrary to his thoughts, Mo Yong-cheol was not stubborn.
In fact, at this moment, Mo Yong-cheol’s head was tangled like a complex maze.
‘It’s strange. His sword is so unstable.’
No matter how crude the swordsmanship is, there is bound to be some degree of balance and stability.
Without it, the sword is uncontrollable.
But the sword of the recruiter was too unstable.
The black sword that Mo Yong-byeong unleashed was clearly based on the Jangcheon Sword Technique.
Since the Jangcheon Sword Technique was based on the framework and the sword path was divided like branches from there, the sword path could be clearly seen.
But the link between the air and water was strangely different.
A creaking sensation, as if a screw is loose.
Moreover, the squeak cleverly blocks the gap, confusing the attacker.
For example, if a stab is blocked, it is common to turn the wrist or change the center of the body to change the attack or defense horizontally or diagonally.
That’s a linking technique.
However, the link between the recruits and the enemy was unstable.
So I hesitated, but now I had no intention of watching anymore.
‘You have to have a limit to deceiving people.’
Just the fact that he unleashed the Jangcheon Sword Technique on me made me feel ignored.
‘I will show you my true sword. A true sword that will never be affected by sorcery or illusion.’
Mo Yong-cheol opened all his swords.
Kaaaaah… … .
The sword began to cry.
The essence of the Brain King Sword Technique, Brain Dragon Bullet.
The sound of the sword vibrating as it consumed the energy to the point of being so strong that it was like a dragon crying.
The recruit smiled brightly.
“A brain dragon? I’ve used the Brain King Sword Technique often, but I haven’t been able to summon a brain dragon yet.”
It’s not that I couldn’t do it, I just didn’t do it.
There was no one worthy of it.
The recruiter drew out a bit more of his internal energy and fed it to the Yongsal Sword.
Just a moment ago, I had decided not to use my internal energy anymore, but now I was in a situation where keeping that promise would cost me my life.
‘I can’t die because of a promise, right?’
That’s how powerful the brain dragon bullet was.
Zzz! Zzz!
The recruiting force took to the front lines to defend.
It didn’t end with just passive defense.
The amplified sword energy was directed at Mo Yong-cheol.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Mo Yong-cheol drew his sword in a flash and blocked all of Mo Yong-byeong’s sword strikes.
The whole workshop flowed naturally like water.
Mo Yong-cheol stepped back for a moment and muttered.
“It’s a treasured sword.”
He recognized the Dragon Sword.
Even though it collided with his own sword, which was equipped with the Brain King Sword, it did not break, and not even a single tooth fell out.
The recruiter twirled the dragon sword around and around.
“Isn’t it tempting?”
“Even if it faces the Thunder Dragon Bullet, it is without a single scratch, so how could a sword lover not be envious?”
“Those who have more are adding more.”
“This is a sword too powerful for someone who doesn’t even know how to properly use his own strength.”
“But can you handle this sword? It’s a treasured sword, but it’s a demon sword. Is it a demon sword?”
“The nature of a sword changes depending on who holds it.”
“You can even handle the magic sword? Well, it’s my uncle, so I guess he’d be confident. Even though he has nothing, he still has a lot of confidence.”
Scratching the sore spot again.
He was strong in psychological warfare, Mo Yong-cheol thought.
‘That’s true, I’ve been fooling the world all this time. But I’m not that easy to fool.’
“Do your best. Then, you won’t feel wronged even when you die.”
“If I give it my all, my uncle will die. I don’t want to kill my uncle.”
“It’s ridiculous to consider the other person’s life in a life-or-death situation.”
“That means you have excellent control over your strength. You don’t know much about anything.”
“Did you think you could cover up your weakness with such nonsense? Even if you have more hidden skills, you will never be able to stop my sword with your current level.”
“They say that illusions are free, but this is too much. Then try this too.”
Papat.
Hobo with acceleration.
The sword strike that was swung as it was was an ordinary Taishan pressure point.
It’s a sword that literally strikes from above down.
But its power and speed were not ordinary.
Kwaaaaang.
A thunderous roar like thunder.
As I blocked the sword of the recruiter with the brain dragon bullet, a loud noise like the creation of heaven and earth was heard.
‘This is crazy!’
I blocked it reflexively out of a sense of crisis that came from my instincts, but it felt like my wrist was broken.
Mo Yong-cheol poured out his internal energy in a hurry, feeling as if he was being pressed down by a real mountain.
Gooooooo… … !
The self-defense force swelled up, enveloping my entire body without any gaps.
The roundly formed curtain even pushed up the dragon sword.
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It was a defense that took all of one’s energy.
“Kuaaaah!”
The recruits let out a cheer.
‘A self-defense weapon? I’ll destroy it.’
A series of fierce attacks.
Every time, a loud noise, like the ringing of a giant temple bell, shook the air.
Boom! Boom! Bam! Bam!
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“Are you just going to watch?”
People asked Murong Peng in one voice:
They felt uneasy.
When Mo Yong-cheol first faced Mo Yong-byeong, he had no doubt that Bu-ga-ju would win.
But as time passed, my anxiety grew.
Even if you look at it with your own eyes, what Mo Yong-byeong is using is clearly the Jangcheon Sword Technique.
Not only was his technique unstable, but he swung his sword almost recklessly.
Despite this, the sword kept getting missed by the thief.
Sometimes I couldn’t even believe I was being pushed.
“Don’t come out.”
“still…….”
“Are you thinking of tarnishing the honor of the wealthy?”
Interfering with the confrontation between Murong Che and Murong Byeong would be tantamount to touching Murong Che’s pride and honor.
Even if Mo Yong-cheol is defeated, you must not interfere in the middle.
People swallowed their sighs at Murong Peng’s answer.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ignorant swordsmanship of the recruits continued.
Still insisting on Taesan pressure.
However, in front of that power, Mo Yong-cheol’s self-defense spirit wavered and its shape became distorted.
It was evidence that his internal energy and physical strength had reached their limits, and it was heartbreaking to watch.
“I fully understand your feelings, but I cannot intervene rashly. This is an important position where the throne of the family resides.”
“…….”
“By blocking the path of the recruits, we have already damaged our legitimacy greatly, but because we have a justification, we can gain the world’s recognition. However, if we kill the recruits in droves, we will be foolishly abandoning our own justification.”
“…….”
“I don’t trust the wealthy.”
“I know what you mean… but if the stock loses, I can’t see it end like this.”
“Seung, you, surely…….”
Murong Peng glared at Murong Cheng.
Mo Yong Seung.
He was a peer and rival who once led the sect.
But now, it too is an abandoned sword that has been relegated to a minor position.
Whenever we met and had a drink together, Mo Yong-seung would say it habitually.
-I fully support the succession of the House of Bu-ga. However, if this wait takes too long, then I will act on my own. The division is already fully prepared.
There are currently thirteen surviving fountains.
They are all here.
if…….
If the Bugajoo Party loses, all of the members of the Bungjeondan, including Mo Yongseung, will fight with the resolve to die.
Anyway, the end of defeat is hell.
Mo Yong-peng thought of the small elixir in his jacket pocket.
Heartbroken.
Before coming here.
Mo Yong-cheol called them over and presented them with the Sangsimdan.
It was said that taking Sangsimdan has the effect of temporarily increasing internal energy.
A moment of crisis.
When the final doom came, it was a pill that was given to you to decide for yourself whether to take it or not.
“……I don’t think the stock price will go up.”
“That goes for me too. But…….”
Mo Yong-seung’s head turned to the two people who were fiercely fighting.
“……The dice have already been thrown. If the number I want doesn’t come up, I plan on destroying the dice.”
“Is this everyone’s will?”
“The division is already prepared.”
The faces of the thirteen former members of the guerrilla group, including Mo Yong-seung, were filled with determination.
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Boom! Boom!
Mo Yong-cheol used his extreme strength to block and deflect Mo Yong-byeong’s reckless sword strikes.
Although he was drenched in sweat, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s as he waited for an opportunity.
The recruiting force has been strengthened.
‘It’s so dirty and tough.’
I feel like I need to get beat up a few times to feel better, but it just doesn’t feel right.
‘Since I’ve already opened it up, let’s use it a little more. What’s left is my internal energy.’
Kwakwakwang!
The amplified energy from the Dragon Sword burst out, and a radius of several dozen meters exploded as if a wall bomb had exploded.
The appearance of Mo Yong-cheol that was revealed afterwards was miserable.
Knock. Knock.
The top is tattered and covered in blood.
Mo Yong-cheol was trembling with bloodshot eyes, as if the blood vessels in his eyes had burst.
It wasn’t because he was seriously injured, but because his pride was hurt and he was gritting his teeth in anger.
“How dare you… hurt my body?! I’ll kill you.”
It’s a tone that makes it seem like life is dripping from your body.
Mo Yong-cheol raised his sword.
Crackle! Crackle!
A blue flash of brain electricity occurred.
At that sight, Murong Peng was terrified and shouted.
“No, no!”
However, Mo Yong-cheol, who ignored the scream, was enveloped in a blue light with a brainwave covering his entire body.
It was the energy of the brain dragon bomb.
Thunder is lightning.
The lightning-causing force is the most powerful force in the universe.
This energy was truly a power worthy of the name of emperor and invincible, as it destroyed objects regardless of whether they were natural or living things.
“Whoa~! What are you going to do if you pull out the accordion?”
Mo Yong-byeong looked at Mo Yong-cheol, who was engulfed in brain fog, and made a face of interest.
The axis has the same context as the innate energy of the human body.
It is the dense energy that has been gathered and collected while practicing the Brain King Shingong for a long time.
“But it’s strange. Is it just my imagination that makes me feel like something is missing?”
The soldier who had been tilting his head suddenly shouted.
“Ah! This is the first step! The realization of the image has just begun?”
Ouch!
Mo Yong-cheol was shocked.
‘How can I reach my level in one breath?’
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